James Potter was my brother due to the fact that his parents had adopted me when I was three or four. James had a best friend by the name of Sirius Black. For all the mounting dislike I harbored over the years, I realised that every time I saw him, he grew more and more attractive...

So, because it's obvious you're curious to know about my life with the Marauders, I'll divulge my dirtiest secrets to you. Some of this information should be kept within the pages of a diary you'd never let your parents lay eyes on . . .
But hey. You asked, right?